where is the door?where am I?
am I to find you....or am I to find myself?
I used to have a key, but it dissolved over the times of desperation, waiting and what else not...
Around me, there's a desert I see, and the sand is filling me up.
where am I to go...?
is there any road besides those I've tread a hundred times...?
do my fears support me or do they keep me away from something I should be doing instead?
is there a road at all?
why tread any path at all?
how will I know the right?
will the pledges and resolution I made *up there* be fulfilled if I sway?
will they not if I stay in my rut?
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is this all there is for me?
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It's amazing how a sense of nothingness can be crushing. So much weight in the absence of weight.
I don't have the answers, other than ultimately we will be forced not to compromise.
and what is a compromise?
If we give up on our dreams - is that a compromise?
If we fail to love ourselves - is that one, too?
Some day I will laugh at the person who I am now.
No and no. That's my point. We can try to do those things, but we will fail to be happy doing them.
Building positives works. Compromising doesn't.
I see your points and I was sort of ironic.
I teased/hurt myself by telling myself that these (compromises) are exactly the things I do, did, have done and will be doing.
I know I should not be doing these, but I fail to be perfect.
I also know I have to allow myself not to be perfect...
I know I'm my greatest enemy but it should not be like this.
Sometimes I just can't be doing/feeling the right thing.
(And above all, I highly appreciate your helpful comments.)
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